Take me past the courthouse
Take me past where I was born
No, I didn't even notice
The color of the door
This place seems so familiar
Despite the intervening years
No, I don't even remember
The brief time we lived here
Well, the former generations
Tried to keep the dream intact
But I've always been impatient
It sweetens looking back
Police are stopping traffic
Up and down the boulevard
Seems that time has become static
As we stop and as we start
Take me past the courthouse
Take me past where I was born
No, I don't even remember
Where I'm from anymore
Well, the former generations
Tried to keep the dream intact
But I've always been impatient
It sweetens looking back
compositores: Martin Courtney, Alex Bleeker, Matt Kallman, Jackson Pollis, Julian Lynch
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